Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Eostre



“What the hell, go ahead and put all your eggs in one basket” Unknown
Kit is a really smart gal and figured out how to dye the boiled eggs all different colors organically.  She used beetroot for red dye, green was from onion and so on.  But of course we had to have chocolate eggs too, what would an Easter egg hunt be without chocolate?

"Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life." S.D. Gordon
So I got to thinking about this whole Easter malarky - what was the real meaning behind the Hallmark Easter Bunny?  Yes, of course I know the whole Christian connection, but bunnies and chocolate eggs?  What's that all about then?   Before Christianity there was a Saxon Godess Eostre (mmm sounds a bit Easterish to me).  Eostre was the goddess of fertility and Spring in the Northern Hemisphere.  The rabbits and eggs were a sign of rebirth.  There is even one fable which says that Eostre found a wounded bird and turned it into a hare so it would survive the winter.  So the hare continued to lay eggs.  Bingo! This reasoning is my personal favorite as it gives you a twofer answer.  Whatever your beliefs are, everyone wants to queue up for chance to find chocolate.


"Nine out of ten people like chocolate. 
The tenth person always lies." 
John Q. Tullius



And they are off and running, it's everyone for themself.  Its a big garden and a lot of ground to cover.  


If I look like an egg, think like the egg, be the egg, then maybe I will find the egg?



"Good Idea: Finding Easter eggs on Easter Sunday; 
Bad Idea: Finding Easter eggs at Thanksgiving" Unknown



"There's nothing better than a good friend, 
except a good friend with CHOCOLATE"
 Linda Grayson

The last lesson of the day: if you find the eggs and put them in a big pile and share the eggs out equally its socialism, if you keep the eggs you find its capitalism, if you eat all your eggs and start on everyone else's its chocalism.

"Strength is the ability to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of those pieces." Judith Viorst

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